DESCEIPTIYE  CATALOGUE 


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BUNYAN  TABLEAUX 


“  Oh  thou,  whom,  borne  on  Fancy’s  eager  wing 
Back  to  the  season  of  Life’s  happy  spring, 

1,  pleased,  remember,  and  while  Memory  yet 
Holds  fast  her  office  here,  can  ne’er  forget ; 

Ingenious  Dreamer,  in  whose  well-told  tale, 

Sweet  Fiction  and  sweet  Truth  alike  prevail: 

Whose  humorous  vein,  strong  sense,  and  simple  style, 
May  teach  the  gayest,  make  the  gravest  smile; 

Witty,  and  well  employed,  and  like  thy  Lord, 
Speaking  in  parables  His  slighted  Word, 

I  mime  thee  not,  lest  so  despised  a  name 
Should  move  a  sneer  at  thy  deserved  fame  ; 

Yet  e’en  in  transitory  Life’s  late  day. 

That  mingles  all  my  brown  with  sober  gray. 

Revere  the  man  whose  Pilgrim,  marks  the  road. 

And  guides  the  Progress  of  the  soul  to  God.”— Cowpeb. 


ALBANY,  N.  Y.  : 

MUNSELL  &  ROWLAND,  78  STATE  STREET, 

PRINTERS  AND  STEREOTYPERS. 


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DESCRIPTIVE  CATALOGUE 

OF  THE 

BUNYAN  TABLEAUX. 


ALBANY,  N.  Y.  : 

MUNSELL  &  ROWLAND,  78  STATE  STREET, 
PRINTERS  AND  STEREOTYPERS. 


THE  BTJHYAH  TABLEAUX. 


In  issuing  a  new  edition  of  the  Catalogue,  a  few  introductory 
remarks,  having  reference  to  the  origin  of  this  far-famed  Panorama, 
may  not  prove  unacceptable  to  the  public.  In  the  winter  of  1848,  a 
company  of  artists  of  the  city  of  New  York,  whose  names  appear 
in  this  Catalogue  (and  who,  it  will  be  seen,  rank  among  the  first 
in  this  country),  conceived  the  design  of  translating  the  language  of 
good  old  John  Bunyan’s  “Pilgrim’s  Progress,”  into  that  of  the 
Painter’s  Art.  They  immediately  set  about  their  task  with  all  the 
enthusiasm  which  their  noble  theme  was  calculated  to  inspire,  and 
after  four  years  of  assiduous  labor,  succeeded  in  producing  a  work 
Which  bears,  in  every  scene  and  in  its  completeness,  the  unmistakable 
*tamp  of  the  highest  order  of  Genius.  This  noble  production  of  the 
pencils  of  our  gifted  countrymen,  has  made  the  grand  tour  of  the 
Union,  and  during  its  exhibition  in  various  cities  north  and  south, 
has  received  from  the  universal  newspaper  press  such  substantial  tes¬ 
timonials  to  its  superlative  excellence,  as  leaves  nothing  to  be  desired 
in  the  way  of  appreciative  encomium  and  just  praise.  A  few  of  these 
notices  of  the  press,  selected  for  their  brevity  from  hundreds  of  others, 
are  respectfully  submitted  to  the  readers  of  this  edition  of  the  Cata¬ 
logue. 


SOME  ACCOUNT  OF 


JOHN  BUNYAN, 

AUTHOR  OF  THE 

“ PILGRIM’S  PROGRESS” 


John  Bunyan,  the  author  of  the  Pilgrim's  Progress,  was  born  at 
Elstow,  near  Bedford,  England,  in  the  year  1628.  The  history  of 
his  early  life  is  given  in  his  remarkable  work,  “  Grace  Abounding.1’ 
His  religious  experience  was  most  extraordinary;  with  him,  indeed, 
the  affairs  of  the  soul  and  of  the  heavenly  world  seemed  to  be  all 
absorbing,  and  he  paid  but  little  heed  either  to  the  pleasures  or  to  the 
cares  and  troubles  of  this  life.  The  thoughts  of  his  afflicted  family, 
who  were  left  unprotected  during  his  twelve  years’  imprisonment  in 
Bedford  jail,  where  he  was  confined  for  preaching  contrary  to  an  act 
of  Parliament,  would  sometimes  press  upon  his  mind,  especially  the 
case  of  one  of  his  four  children,  who  was  blind;  but  he  was  com¬ 
forted  by  this  scriptures:  “Leave  thy  fatherless  children,  I  will  pre¬ 
serve  them  alive,  and  let  thy  widows  trust  in  me.”  It  was  duriag 
his  incarceration  that  he  wrote  the  first  part  of  the  Pilgrim's  Progress; 
a  work  which  we  can  r.ot,  perhaps,  characterize  better  in  a  few  words, 
than  by  quoting  the  closing  lines  of  his  “Apology:” 

“  Would’ st  thou  divert  thyself  from  melancholy? 

Would’ st  thou  be  pleasant,  yet  he  far  from  folly  ? 

Would’st  thou  read  riddles  and  their  explanation? 

Or  else  be  drowned  in  thy  contemplation  ? 

Dost  thou  love  picking  meat  ?  or  would’st  thou  see 

A  man  I’  the  clouds,  and  hear  him  speak  to  thee? 

Would’st  thou  be  in  a  dream,  and  yet  not  sleep  ? 

Or  would’st  thou  in  a  moment  laugh  and  weep  ? 

Would’st  thou  lose  thyself  and  catch  no  harm  ? 

And  find  thyself  again  without  a  charm  ? 

Would’st  thou  read  thyself,  and  read  thou  knowest  not  what, 

And  yet  know  whether  thou  art  blest  or  not, 

By  reading  the  same  lines  ?  Oh !  then  come  hither ! 

And  lay  my  hook,  thy  head,  and  heart  together.” 


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After  a  long  imprisonment,  he  was  at  length  set  at  liberty,  through 
the  instrumentality  of  Dr.  Barlow,  then  Bishop  of  Lincoln,  and  other 
influential  friends. 

His  valuable  life,  worn  out  with  sufferings,  age,  and  ministerial 
labors,  was  closed  with  a  memorable  act  of  Christian  charity.  He 
was  well  known  under  the  blessed  character  of  a  peace-maker.  He 
was  therefore  desired  by  a  young  gentleman  in  the  neighborhood  of 
Bedford,  to  interpose  as  a  mediator  between  him  and  his  offended  father, 
who  lived  at  Reading  in  Berkshire:  this  friendly  business  he  cheer¬ 
fully  undertook,  and  happily  effected.  But,  in  his  return  to  London, 
being  overtaken  with  excessive  rain,  he  came  to  a  friend’s  on  Snow- 
Hill, very  wet,  and  was  seized  with  a  violent  fever,  the  pains  of  which 
he  bore  with  great  patience,  resigning  himself  to  the  will  of  God,  de¬ 
siring  to  be  called  away,  that  he  might  be  with  Christ,  looking  upon 
life  as  a  delay  of  that  blessedness  to  which  his  soul  was  aspiring,  and 
after  which  it  was  thirsting.  In  this  holy,  longing  frame  of  spirit, 
after  a  sickness  of  ten  days,  he  breathed  out  his  soul  into  the  hands  of 
his  blessed  Redeemer,  August  12,  1688,  aged  60  years. 

His  natural  abilities  were  remarkably  great ;  his  fancy  and  invention 
uncommonly  fertile.  His  wit  was  sharp  and  quick,  his  memory  very 
good,  it  being  customary  with  him  to  commit  his  sermons  to  writing 
after  he  had  preached  them.  His  works  are  collected  in  two  volumes 
folio,  and  contain  as  many  treatises  as  he  lived  years.  His  judgment 
was  sound  and  deep  in  the  essential  principles  of  the  Gospel,  as  his 
writings  sufficiently  evince.  His  piety  and  sincerity  towards  God 
were  apparent  to  all  who  conversed  with  him.  He  constantly  main¬ 
tained  the  God-like  principle  of  love,  often  bewailing  that  there  should 
be  so  much  division  among  Christians.  He  was  a  man  of  heroic 
courage,  resolute  for  Christ  and  the  Gospel,  and  bold  in  reproving  sin, 
both  in  public  and  private;  yet  mild,  condescending  and  affable  to  all. 
Thus  lived  and  died  a  man  in  whose  character,  conduct  and  unselfish¬ 
ness,  that  scripture  was  remarkably  verified,  “  Ye  see  your  calling, 
brethren,  how  that  not  many  wise  men  after  the  flesh,  not  many 
mighty,  not  many  noble,  are  called;  but  God  hath  chosen  the  foolish 
things  of  the  world  to  confound  the  wise — that  no  flesh  should  glory 
in  his  presence.” 


CATALOGUE 


TO  ACCOMPANY  THE 

BUNYAN  TABLEAUX. 


PART  I. 

Scene  1.  Bunyan  Dreaming. — May. 

As  I  walked  through  the  wilderness  of  this  world,  I  lighted 
on  a  certain  place  where  was  a  den,  and  laid  me  down  in  that 
place  to  sleep:  and  as  I  slept,  I  dreamed  a  dream. 


Scene  2.  Christian  Meditating  in  the  Field. — May. 

I  dreamed,  and  behold,  I  saw  a  man  clothed  in  rags  stand¬ 
ing  in  a  certain  place,  with  his  face  from  his  own  house,  a  book 
in  his  hand,  and  a  great  burden  upon  his  back.  I  looked  and 
saw  him  open  the  book,  and  read  therein;  and,  as  he  read,  he 
wept  and  trembled ;  and  not  being  able  longer  to  contain,  he 
brake  out  with  a  lamentable  cry,  saying,  “  What  shall  I  do?” 


Scene  3.  Evangelist  pointing  out  the  Wicket  LrATE, — Kyi 

and  May. 

Now  I  saw,  upon  a  time,  when  he  was  walking  in  the  fields, 
that  he  was  (as  he  was  wont)  reading  in  his  book,  and  greatly 
distressed  in  his  mind;  and  as  he  read,  he  burst  out,  as  he  had 
done  before,  crying,  “  What  shall  I  do  to  be  saved?” 

I  saw  also  that  he  looked  this  way  and  that  way,  as  if  he 
would  run :  yet  he  stood  still,  because  (as  I  perceived)  he  could 
not  tell  which  way  to  go.  I  looked  then  and  saw  a  man  named 


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Evangelist  coming  to  him,  and  he  asked,  Wherefore  dost  thou 
cry? 

He  answered,  Sir,  I  perceive,  by  the  book  in  my  hand,  that  I 
am  condemned  to  die,  and  after  that  to  come  to  judgment;  and 
I  find  that  I  am  not  willing  to  do  the  first,  nor  able  to  do  the 
second! 

Then  said  Evangelist,  pointing  with  his  finger  over  a  very 
wide  field.  Do  you  see  yonder  wicket-gate?  The  man  said, 
No.  Then  said  the  other,  Do  you  see  yonder  shining  light  ?  He 
said,  I  think  I  do.  Then  said  Evangelist,  Keep  that  light  in  your 
eye,  and  go  up  directly  thereto,  so  shalt  thou  see  the  gate:  at 
which,  when  thou  knockest,  it  shall  be  told  thee  what  thou  shalt 
do 


Scene  4.  Slough  of  Despond. — Kyle  and  May. 

So  I  saw  in  my  dream,  that  the  man  began  to  run.  Now  be 
had  not  run  far  from  his  own  door,  when  his  wife  and  children 
perceiving  it,  began  to  cry  after  him  to  return ;  but  the  man  put 
his  fingers  in  his  ears,  and  ran  on,  crying,  “  Life!  life!  eternal 
life !”  So  he  looked  not  behind  him,  but  fled  towards  the  middle 
of  the  plain. 

The  neighbors  also  came  out  to  see  him  run:  and  as  he  run, 
some  mocked,  and  others  threatened,  and  some  cried  after  him 
to  return,  and  among  those  that  did  so,  there  were  two  that  were 
resolved  to  fetch  him  back  by  force.  The  name  of  the  one  was 
Obstinate,  and  the  other  Pliable. 

*#**### 

Well,  neighbor  Obstinate,  said  Pliable,  I  begin  to  come  to  a 
point;  I  intend  to  go  along  with  this  good  inan,  and  to  cast  in 
iny  lot  with  him. 

******* 

Now  I  saw  in  my  dream,  that  just  as  they  had  ended  this  talk, 
they  drew  nigh  to  a  very  miry  slough,  this  is  called  the  Slough 
of  Despond. 

Then  said  Pliable,  Ah,  neighbor  Christian,  where  are  you 
now  ? 

Truly,  said  Christian,  1  do  not  know. 

At  that  Pilable  began  to  be  offended,  and  angrily  said  to  his 
fellow,  is  this  the  happiness  you  have  told  me  of  all  this  while? 
If  we  have  such  ill  speed  at  our  first  setting  out,  what  may  we 
expect  between  this  and  our  journey’s  end  ?  May  I  get  out 
again  with  my  life,  you  shall  possess  the  brave  country  alone  for 
me.  And  with  that  he  gave  a  desperate  struggle  or  two,  and 
got  out  of  the  mire  on  that  side  of  the  slough  which  was  next 


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to  his  own  house,  so  away  he  went,  and  Christian  saw  mm  no 
more. 

Wherefore  Christian  was  left  to  tumble  in  the  Slough  of 
Despond  alone.  But  I  beheld  in  my  dream  that  a  man  came  to 
him,  whose  name  was  Help.  *  *  Then  said  he,  Give  me  thy 
hand,  and  he  drew  him  out  and  set  him  on  sound  ground,  and 
bid  him  go  on  his  way. 


Scene  5.  Legality  Hill. — Kyle  and.  May. 

Now  as  Christian  was  walking  solitarily  by  himself,  he  espied 
one  afar  off  come  crossing  over  the  field  to  meet  him;  and  their 
hap  was  to  meet  just  as  they  were  crossing  the  way  of  each 
other.  The  gentleman’s  name  that  met  him  was  Mr.  Worldly 
W  iseman :  he  dwelt  in  the  town  of  Carnal  Policy,  a  very  great 
town,  and  also  hard  by  from  whence  Christian  came.  This  man 
then,  meeting  with  Christian,  and  having  some  inkling  of  him 
(for  Christian’s  setting  forth  from  the  city  of  Destruction  was 
much  noised  abroad,  not  only  in  the  town  where  he  dwelt,  but 
also  it  began  to  be  the  town  talk  in  some  other  places) — Mr. 
Worldly  Wiseman,  therefore,  having  some  guess  of  him  by 
beholding  his  laborious  going,  by  observing  his  sighs  and  groans, 
and  the  like,  began  thus  to  enter  into  some  talk  with  Christian. 
####### 

Now  was  Christian  somewhat  at  a  stand;  but  presently  he 
concluded,  If  this  be  true,  which  this  gentleman  hath  said,  my 
wisest  course  is  to  take  his  advice ;  and  with  that  he  thus  further 
spake. 

Chr.  Sir,  which  is  my  way  to  this  honest  man’s  house? 

World.  Do  you  see  yonder  high  hill  ? 

Chr.  Yes,  very  well. 

World.  By  that  hill  you  must  go,  and  the  first  house  you  come 
at  is  his. 

So  Christian  turned  out  of  his  way  to  go  to  Mr.  Legality’s 
house  for  help;  but,  behold,  when  he  was  got  now  hard  by  the 
hill,  it  seemed  so  high,  and  also  that  side  of  it  that  was  next  the 
way-side  did  hang  so  much  over,  that  Christian  was  afraid  to 
venture  further,  lest  the  hill  should  fall  on  his  head;  wherefore, 
there  he  stood  still,  and  wist  not  what  to  do.  Also  his  burden 
now  seemed  heavier  to  him  than  while  he  was  in  his  way.  There 
came  also  flashes  of  fire  out  of  the  hill,  that  made  Christian 
afraid  that  he  should  be  burnt:  here  therefore  he  did  sweat,  and 
quake  for  fear.  And  now  he  began  to  be  sorry  that  he  had 
taken  Mr.  Worldly  Wiseman’s  counsel ;  and  with  that  he  saw 
Evangelist  coming  to  meet  him,  at  the  si  Hit  also  of  whom  he 


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began  to  blush  for  shame.  So  Evangelist  drew  nearer  and 
nearer;  and  coming  up  to  him,  he  looked  upon  him  with  a  severe 
and  dreadful  countenance,  and  began  to  reason  with  Christian. 

Then  Christian  fell  down  at  his  feet  as  dead,  crying,  Woe  is 
me,  for  I  am  undone!  At  the  sight  of  which  Evangelist  caught 
him  by  the  right  hand,  saying,  “  All  manner  of  sin  and  blas¬ 
phemies  shall  be  forgiven  unto  men.”  “  Be  not  faithless,  but 
believing.”  Then  did  Christian  again  a  little  revive,  and  stood 
up  trembling,  as  at  first,  before  Evangelist. 


Scene  6.  Christian  at  the  Wicket  Gate. — May. 

Then  did  Christian  address  himself  to  go  back;  and  Evangelist 
after  he  had  kissed  him,  gave  him  one  smile,  and  bid  him  God 
speed.  So  he  went  on  with  haste,  neither  spake  he  to  any  man 
by  the  way;  nor  if  any  man  asked  him,  would  he  vouchsafe 
them  an  answer.  He  went  like  one  that  was  all  the  while  tread¬ 
ing  on  forbidden  ground,  and  could  by  no  means  think  himself 
safe  till  again  he  was  got  into  the  way  which  he  had  left  to 
follow  Mr.  Worldly  Wiseman’s  counsel.  So  in  process  of  time 
Christian  got  up  to  the  gate.  Now  over  the  gate  there  was 
written,  “  Knock,  and  it  shall  be  opened  unto  you.” 


Scene  7.  The  Interpreter’s  House. — Kyle. 

Then  he  went  on  till  he  came  at  the  house  of  the  Interpreter, 
where  he  knocked  over  and  over.  At  last  one  came  to  the  door, 
and  asked  who  was  there. 

Chr. — Sir,  here  is  a  traveler,  who  was  bid  by  an  acquaintance 
of  the  good  man  of  this  bouse  to  call  here  for  my  profit;  I  would 
therefore  speak  with  the  master  of  fhe  house. 

So  he  called  for  the  master  of  the  house,  who  after  a  little 
time  came  to  Christian,  and  asked  him  what  he  would  have. 


Scene  8.  Interpreter  showing  Christian  the  Wonders  op 

his  House. — May. 

I  saw,  also,  that  the  Interpreter  took  him  again  by  the  hand, 
and  led  him  into  a  pleasant  place,  where  was  built  a  stately 
palace,  beautiful  to  behold,  at  the  sight  of  which  Christian  was 
greatly  delighted ;  he  saw,  also,  upon  the  top  thereof,  certain 
persons  walking,  who  were  clothed  all  in  gold 
Then  said  Christian,  may  we  go  in  thither? 


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Then  the  Interpreter  took  him,  and  led  him  up  towards  the 
door  of  the  palace:  and  behold,  at  the  door  stood  a  great  com¬ 
pany  of  men,  as  desirous  to  go  in,  but  durst  not.  There  also  sat 
a  man  at  a  little  distance  from  the  door,  at  a  table-side,  with  a 
book  and  his  ink  horn  before  him.  to  take  the  names  of  them 
that  should  enter  therein ;  he  saw  also  that  in  the  door-way  stood 
many  men  in  armor  to  keep  it,  being  resolved  to  do  to  the  men 
that  would  enter  what  hurt  and  mischief  they  could.  Now  was 
Christian  somewhat  in  amaze.  At  last,  when  every  man  started 
back  for  fear  of  the  armed  men,  Christian  saw  a  man  of  a  very 
stout  countenance  come  up  to  the  man  that  sat  there  to  write, 
saying,  set  down  my  name,  sir;  the  which  when  he  had  done, 
he  saw  the  man  draw  his  sword,  and  put  a  helmet  upon  his  head, 
and  rush  towards  the  door  upon  the  armed  men,  who  laid  upon 
him  with  deadly  force;  but  the  man,  not  at  all  discouraged,  fell 
to  cutting  and  hacking  most  fiercely.  So  after  he  had  received 
and  given  many  wounds  to  those  that  attempted  to  keep  him 
out,  he  cut  his  way  through  them  all,  and  pressed  forward  into 
the  palace;  at  which  there  was  a  pleasant  voice  heard  from  those 
that  were  within,  even  those  that  walked  upon  the  top  of  the 
palace,  saying: 

•‘Come  in,  come  in; 

Eternal  glory  thou  shalt  win.” 

So  he  went  in,  and  was  clothed  with  such  garments  as  they. 


Scene  9.  Christian  at  the  Cross. — May. 

He  ran  thus  till  he  came  at  a  place  somewhat  ascending;  and 
upon  that  place  stood  a  cross,  and  a  little  below,  in  the  bottom, 
a  sepulchre.  So  I  saw  in  my  dreams,  that  just  as  Christian 
came  up  with  the  cross,  his  burden  loosed  from  off  his  shoulders, 
and  fell  from  off  his  back,  and  began  to  tumble,  and  so  continued 
to  do,  till  it  came  to  the  mouth  of  the  sepulchre,  where  it  fell  in, 
and  I  saw  it  no  more. 

Then  was  Christian  glad  and  lightsome,  and  said  with  a  merry 
heart,  lie  hath  given  me  rest  by  his  sorrow,  and  life  by  his  death. 
Then  he  stood  still  awhile  to  look  and  wonder,  for  it  was  very 
surprising  to  him  that  the  sight  of  the  cross  should  thus  ease 
him  of  his  burden.  He  looked,  therefore,  and  looked  again, 
even  till  the  springs  that  were  in  his  head  sent  the  waters  down 
his  cheeks.  Now  as  he  stood  looking  and  weeping,  behold 
three  shining  ones  came  to  him  and  saluted  him  with,  “  peace 
be  to  thee ;  ”  so  the  first  said  to  him,  “  thy  sins  be  forgiven,  thee ;” 
the  second  stripped  him  of  his  rags,  and  clothed  him  with  change 
of  raiment;  the  third  also  set  a  mark  on  his  forehead,  and  gave 


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him  a  roll  with  a  seal  upon  it,  which  he  bid  him  look  on  as  he 
ran,  and  that  he  should  give  it  in  at  the  celestial  gate;  as  they 
went  their  way.  Then  Christian  gave  three  leaps  for  joy,  and 
went  on  singing: 

“  Thus  far  did  I  come  laden  ■with  sin, 

N  or  could  aught  ease  the  grief  that  I  was  in, 

Till  I  came  hither  :  what  a  place  is  this? 

Must  here  be  the  beginning  of  my  bliss  ? 

Must  here  the  burden  fall  from  off  my  back? 

Must  here  the  strings  that  bound  it  to  me  crack 
Blest  cross  !  blest  sepulchre !  blest  rather  be 
The  man  that  there  was  put  to  shame  for  me.” 


Scene  10.  Hill  Difficulty. — Kyle. 

The  narrow  way  lay  right  up  the  hill,  and  the  name  of  the 
going  up  the  side  of  the  hill  is  called  Difficulty.  Christian  now 
went  to  the  spring,  and  drank  thereof  to  refresh  himself,  and 
then  he  began  to  go  up  the  hill,  saying: 

‘•■The  hill  though  high,  I  covet  to  ascend  ' 

The  difficulty  will  not  me  offend  ; 

For  I  perceive  the  way  to  life  lies  here ; 

Come,  pluck  up,  heart,  let’s  neither  faint  nor  fear. 

Better,  though  difficult,  the  right  way  to  go, 

Than  wrong,  though  easy,  where  the  end  is  woe.” 

I  looked  then  after  Christian,  to  see  him  go  up  the  hill,  where 
I  perceived  he  fell  from  running  to  going,  and  from  going  to 
clambering  upon  his  hands  and  his  knees,  because  of  the  steep¬ 
ness  of  the  place. 


Scene  11.  The  Arbor. — May. 

Now  about  the  midway  to  the  top  of  the  hill  was  a  pleasant 
arbor  made  by  the  lord  of  the  hill,  for  the  refreshment  of  weary 
travelers.  Thither,  therefore,  Christian  got,  where  also  he  sat 
down  to  rest  him;  then  he  pulled  his  roll  out  of  his  bosom,  and 
read  therein  to  his  comfort;  he  also  now  began  afresh  to  take  a 
review  of  the  coat  or  garment  that  was  given  to  him  as  he  stood 
by  the  cross.  Thus  pleasing  himself  awhile,  he  at  last  fell  into 
a  slumber,  and  thence  into  a  fast  sleep,  which  detained  him  in 
that  place  until  it  was  almost  night;  and  in  his  sleep  his  roll  fell 
out  of  his  hand.  Now,  as  he  was  sleeping,  there  came  one  to 
him,  and  awaked  him  saying,  “Go  to  the  ant,  thou  sluggard, 
consider  her  ways  and  be  wise.”  And  with  that,  Christian  sud 
denly  started  up,  and  sped  him  on  his  way,  and  went  apace  till 
he  came  to  the  top  of  the  hill 


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Scene  11.  Palace  Beautiful. — May. 

Now  also  he  remembered  the  story  that  Mistrust  and  Timorous 
told  him  of  how  they  were  frightened  with  the  sight  of  the  lions. 
Then  said  Christian  to  himself  again,  these  beasts  range  in  the 
night  for  their  prey;  and  if  they  should  meet  with  mein  the 
dark,  how  should  I  shift  them  ?  How  should  I  escape  being  by 
them  torn  in  pieces?  Thus  he  went  on  his  way.  But  while  he 
was  bewailing  his  unhappy  miscarriage,  he  lift  up  his  eyes  and 
behold  there  was  a  very  stately  palace  before  him,  the  name  of 
which  was  Beautiful,  and  it  stood  by  the  highway-side. 

So  I  saw  in  my  dream,  that  he  made  haste,  and  went  forward, 
that  if  possible  he  might  get  lodging  there.  Now  before  he  had 
gone  far,  he  entered  into  a  very  narrow  passage,  which  was  about 
a  furlong  off  of  the  porter’s  lodge;  and  looking  very  narrowly 
before  him  as  he  went,  he  espied  two  lions  in  the  way.  Now, 
thought  he,  I  see  the  dangers  that  Mistrust  and  Timorous  were 
driven  back  by.  (The  lions  were  chained,  but  he  saw  not  the 
chains.)  Then  he  was  afraid,  and  thought  also  himself  to  go 
back  after  them,  for  he  thought  nothing  but  death  was  before 
him.  But  the  Porter  at  the  lodge,  whose  name  is  Watchful,  per¬ 
ceiving  that  Christian  made  a  halt  as  if  he  would  go  back,  cried 
unto  him,  saying,  Is  thy  strength  so  small?  Fear  not  the  lions, 
for  they  are  chained,  and  are  placed  there  for  trial  of  faith  where 
it  is;  and  for  discovery  of  those  that  have  none;  keep  in  the 
midst  of  the  path,  and  no  hurt  shall  come  unto  thee. 


Scene  13.  Interior  of  Palace  Beautiful. — May. 

In  the  morning  they  all  got  up ;  and,  after  some  more  discourse 
they  told  him  that  he  should  not  depart  till  they  had  shown  him 
the  rarities  of  that  place.  And  first  they  had  him  into  the  study, 
where  they  showed  him  records  of  the  greatest  antiquity;  in 
which,  as  I  remember  my  dream,  they  showed  him  the  pedigree 
of  the  Lord  of  the  hill,  that  he  was  the  Son  of  the  Ancient  of 
Days,  and  came  by  an  eternal  generation.  Here  also  were  more 
fully  recorded  the  acts  that  he  had  done,  and  the  names  of  many 
hundreds  that  he  had  taken  into  his  service;  and  how  he  had 
placed  them  in  sucli  habitations,  that  could  neither  by  length  of 
days,  nor  decays  of  nature,  be  dissolved. 


Scene  14.  Virgins  fointing  out  the  Delectable  Mountains. 

— May. 

When  the  morning  was  up,  they  had  him  to  the  top  of  the 
house,  and  bid  him  look  south:  so  he  did:  and  behold  at  a 


preat  distance,  he  saw  a  most  pleasant,  mountainous  country, 
beautified  with  woods,  vineyards,  fruits  of  all  sorts,  flowers  also, 
with  springs  and  fountains  very  delectable  to  behold.  Then  he 
asked  the  name  of  the  country.  They  said  it  was  Immanuel’s 
Land:  and  it  is  as  common,  said  they,  as  this  hill  is,  to  and  for 
all  the  pilgrims.  And  when  thou  contest  there,  from  thence 
thou  mayst  see  to  the  gate  of  the  celestial  city,  as  the  shepherds 
that  live  there  will  make  appear. 


Scene  15.  Arming  of  Christian. — Dallas. 

Now  he  bethought  himself  of  setting  forward,  and  they  were 
willing  he  should.  But  first,  said  they,  let  us  go  again  into  the 
armory.  So  they  did:  and  when  he  came  there,  they  harnessed 
him  from  head  to  foot,  with  what  was  of  proof,  lest  perhaps  he 
should  meet  with  assaults  in  the  way. 


Scene  16.  The  Sisters  accompany  him  to  the  Valley  of 
Humiliation. — Dallas  and,  Kyle. 

Then  he  began  to  go  forward ;  but  Discretion,  Piety,  Charity, 
and  Prudence,  would  accompany  him  down  to  the  foot  of  the 
hill.  So  they  went  on  together,  reiterating  their  former  dis¬ 
courses,  till  they  came  to  go  down  the  hill.  Then  said  Christian, 
as  it  was  difficult  corning  up,  so,  so  far  as  I  can  see,  it  is  danger¬ 
ous  going  down.  Yes,  said  Prudence,  so  it  is;  for  it  is  a  hard 
matter  lor  a  man  to  go  down  into  the  Valley  of  Humiliation,  as 
thou  art  now,  and  to  catch  no  slip  by  the  way;  therefore,  said 
they,  we  are  come  out  to  accompany  thee  down  the  hill.  So  he 
bf|!.ran  to  go  down,  but  very  warily,  yet  he  caught  a  slip  or  two. 

Then  i  saw  in  my  dream,  that  these  good  companions,  when 
Christian  Was  got  down  to  the  bottom  of  the  hill,  gave  him  a  loaf 
of  bread,  a  bottle  of  wine,  and  a  cluster  of  raisins,  and  then  he 
went  on  his  way. 

Whilst  Christian  is  among  his  godly  friends. 

Their  goiden  mouths  make  him  sufficient  mends 
For  all  his  priefs ;  and  when  they  let  him  go, 

He’s  clad  with  northern  steel  from  top  to  toe. 


Scene  17.  Fight  with  Apollyon. — May. 

But  now  in  this  Valley  of  Humiliation,  poor  Christian  was 
hard  put  to  it;  for  he  had  gone  but  a  little  way,  before  he  espied 
a  foul  fiend  coining  over  the  field  to  meet  him ;  his  name  was 
Apollyon.  Then  did  Christian  begin  to  be  afraid,  and  to  cast 


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in  his  mind  whether  to  go  hack  or  stand  his  ground.  But  he 
considered  again,  that  he  had  no  armor  for  his  back,  and  there¬ 
fore  thought  that  to  turn  the  back  to  him  might  give  him  greater 
advantage,  with  ease  to  pierce  him  with  his  darts,  therefore  he 
resolved  to  venture  and  stand  his  ground;  for,  thought  he,  had 
I  no  more  in  my  eye  than  the  saving  of  my  life,  it  would  be  the 
best  way  to  stand. 

So  he  went  on,  and  Apollyon  met  him.  Now  the  monster 
was  hideous  to  behold ;  he  was  clothed  with  scales  like  a  fish, 
and  they  are  his  pride;  he  had  wings  like  a  dragon,  feet  like  a 
bear,  and  out  of  his  belly  came  fire  and  smoke,  and  his  mouth 
was  as  the  mouth  of  a  lion.  When  he  was  come  up  to  Christian, 
he  beheld  him  with  a  disdainful  countenance,  and  thus  began  to 
question  him,  &c. 

Then  Apollyon  straddled  quite  over  the  whole  breadth  of  the 
way,  and  said,  I  am  void  of  fear  in  this  matter. 

Prepare  thyself  to  die;  for  I  swear  by  my  infernal  den  that 
thou  shalt  go  no  farther;  here  will  1  spill  thy  soul.  And  with 
that  he  threw  a  flaming  dart  at  his  breast;  but  Christian  had  a 
shield  in  his  hand,  with  which  he  caught  it,  and  so  prevented 
the  danger  of  that. 

Then  did  Christian  draw,  for  he  saw  it  was  time  to  bestir  him; 
and  Apollyon  as  fast  made  at  him,  throwing  darts  as  thick  as 
hail ;  by  the  which,  notwithstanding  all  that  Christian  could  do  to 
avoid  it,  Apollyon  wounded  him  in  his  head,  his  hand  and  foot. 
This  made  Christian  give  a  little  back;  Apollyon,  therefore,  fol¬ 
lowed  his  work  amain,  and  Christian  again  took  courage,  and 
resisted  as  manfully  as  he  could.  This  sore  combat  lasted  for 
|  above  half  a  day,  even  until  Christian  was  almost  quite  spent; 
for  you  must  know  that  Christian,  by  reason  of  his  wounds, 
must  needs  grow  weaker  and  weaker. 

Then  Apollyon,  espying  his  opportunity,  began  to  gather  up 
close  to  Christian,  and  wrestling  with  him,  gave  him  a  dreadful 
fall ;  and  with  that  Christian’s  sword  flew  out  of  his  hand.  Then 
said  Apollyon,  I  am  sure  of  thee  now;  and  with  that  he  had 
almost  pressed  him  to  death,  so  that  Christian  began  to  despair 
of  life.  But,  as  God  would  have  it,  while  Apollyon  was  fetching 
his  last  blow,  thereby  to  make  a  full  end  of  this  good  man, 
Christian  nimbly  reached  out  his  hand  for  his  sword,  and  caught 
it,  saying,  rejoice  not  against  me,  O  mine  enemy!  When  I  fall,  I 
shall  arise;  and  with  that  gave  him  a  deadly  thrust,  which  made 
him  give  back,  as  one  that  had  received  his  mortal  wound. 
Christian,  perceiving  that,  made  at  him  again,  saying,  nay,  in  all 
these  things  we  are  more  than  conquerors,  through  him  that 

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loved  us.  And,  with  that,  ApoIIyon  spread  forth  his  dragon’s 
wings,  and  sped  him  away,  that  Christian  saw  him  no  more. 

Great  Beelzebub,  the  captain  of  this  fiend, 

Designed  my  ruin;  therefore  to  this  end 
He  sent  him  harnessed  out:  and  he  with  rago 
'J'hat  hellish  was,  did  fiercely  me  engage : 

But  blessed  Michael  helped  me,  and  1, 

By  dint  of  sword,  did  quickly  make  him  fly; 

Therefore  to  him,  let  me  give  lasting  praise, 

And  thank  and  bless  his  holy  name  always. 


Scene  18.  Christian  Reposing  after  the  Combat. — Kyle. 

Then  there  came  to  him  a  hand  with  some  of  the  leaves  of  the 
tree  of  life,  the  which  Christian  took  and  applied  to  the  wounds 
that  he  had  received  in  the  battle,  and  was  healed  immediately. 
He  also  sat  down  in  that  place  to  eat  bread,  and  to  drink  of  the 
bottle  that  was  given  him  a  little  before;  so  being  refreshed,  he 
addressed  himself  to  his  journey,  with  his  sword  drawn  in  his 
hand;  for,  he  said,  I  know  not  but  some  other  enemy  may  be  at 
hand.  Hut  he  met  with  no  other  affront  from  ApoIIyon  quite 
through  this  vallev. 


Scene  19.  Christian  passing  through  the  Valley  of  the 
Shadow  of  Detah. — Kyle  and  Selous. 

Now  at  the  end  of  this  valley  was  another,  called  the  Valley 
of  the  Shadow  of  Death,  and  Christian  must  needs  go  through 
it,  because  the  way  to  the  Celestial  City  lay  through  the  midst 
of  it.  Now,  this  valley  is  a  very  solitary  place.  The  prophet 
Jeremiah  thus  describes  it:  “  A  wilderness,  a  land  of  deserts  and 
of  pits;  a  land  of  drought,  and  of  the  shadow  of  death;  a  land 
that  no  man  (but  a  Christian)  passeth  through,  and  where  no  man 
dwelt.” 

Now,  here  Christian  was  worse  put  to  it  than  in  his  fight  with 
ApoIIyon:  as  by  the  sequel  you  shall  see. 


Scene  20.  Dawn  of  Day  over,  the  Valley  of  the  Shadow 
of  Death. —  Church.  ~~ — 

So  he  went  on,  and  called  to  him  that  was  before,  but  he  knew 
not  what  to  answer,  for  that  he  also  thought  himself  to  be  alone. 
And  by  and  by  the  day  broke:  then  said  Christian,  he  hath 
“turned  the  shadow  of  death  into  the  morning.” 

Now  morning  being  come,  he  looked  back,  not  out  of  desire 
to  return,  but  to  see,  by  the  light  of  the  day,  what  hazards  he  had 
gone  through  in  the  dark;  so  he  saw  more  perfectly  the  ditch 


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that  was  on  the  one  hand,  and  the  quag  that  was  on  the  other; 
also  how  narrow  the  way  was  which  led  betwixt  them  both 


scene  21.  A  Giant  Before  his  Cave 


Scene  22.  Evangelist  pointing  out  Vanity  Fair. — Kyle. 

Now,  as  Christian  went  on  his  way,  he  came  to  a  little  ascent, 
which  was  cast  up  on  purpose  that  pilgrims  might  see  before 
them;  up  there,  therefore,  Christian  went:  and  looking  forward, 
he  saw  Faithful  before  him  upon  his  journey. 

Then  I  saw  in  my  dream,  they  went  very  lovingly  on  together, 
and  had  sweet  discourse  of  all  things  that  had  happened  to  them 
in  their  pilgrimage. 

Thus  they  went  on,  talking  of  what  they  had  seen  by  the  wray, 
and  so  made  that  way  easy,  which  would  otherwise,  no  doubt, 
have  been  tedious  to  them ;  for  now  they  went  through  a  wilder¬ 
ness. 

Now,  when  they  got  almost  quite  cut  of  this  wilderness,  Faith¬ 
ful  chanced  to  cast  his  eye  back,  and  espied  one  coming  after 
them,  and  he  knew  him.  Oh!  said  Faithful  to  his  brother,  who 
comes  yonder?  Then  Christian  looked,  and  said,  it  is  my  good 
friend  Evangelist.  Ay,  and  my  good  friend,  too,  said  Faithful, 
for  it  was  he  that  set  me  in  the  way  to  the  Gate.  Now  was 
Evangelist  come  up  unto  them,  and  thus  saluted  them,  &c. 
####### 

Then  I  saw  in  my  dream,  that  when  they  were  got  out  of  the 
wilderness,  they  presently  saw  a  town  before  them,  and  the  name 
of  that  town  is  Vanity;  and  at  the  town  there  is  a  fair  kept, 
called  Vanity  Fair.  It  is  kept  all  the  year  long;  it  beareth  the 
name  of  Vanity  Fair,  because  the  town  where  it  is  kept  is  lighter 
than  vanity,  and  also  because  all  that  there  is  sold,  or  that  coineth 
thither,  is  vanity.  As  is  the  saying  of  the  wise,  “all  that  cometh 
is  vanity.” 


Scene  23.  Triumphal  Procession  entering  the  Town  of 

Vanity. — May. 


cene  24.  Christian  and  Faithful  Passing  Through  the 

Fair. — May. 

Now,  these  pilgrims,  as  I  said,  must  needs  go  through 
this  fair.  Well,  so  they  did;  hut  behold,  even  as  they  entered 
into  the  fair  all  the  people  in  the  fair  were  moved;  and  the  town 


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itself,  as  it  were,  in  a  hubbub  about  them,  and  that  for  several 
reasons: 

First,  The  Pilgrims  were  clothed  with  such  kind  of  raiment 
as  was  diverse  from  the  raiment  of  any  that  traded  in  that  fair, 
&c. 

Secondly,  And  as  they  wondered  at  their  apparel,  so  they  did 
likewise  at  their  speech. 

Thirdly,  But  that  which  did  not  a  little  amuse  the  merchan¬ 
disers  was  that  these  pilgrims  set  very  light  by  all  their  wares; 
they  cared  not  so  much  as  to  look  upon  them;  and  if  they  called 
upon  them  to  buy,  they  would  put  their  fingers  in  their  ears,  and 
cry,  “  turn  away  mine  eyes  from  beholding  vanity;”  and  look 
upwards,  signifying  that  their  trade  and  traffic  was  in  heaven. 


Scene  25.  King  of  the  Place  offers  them  Worldly 
Honors. — May ,  Kyle  and,  Dallas. 


Scene  26.  Trial  of  Christian  and  Faithful. — May. 

Now  was  word  presently  brought  to  the  great  one  of  the  fair 
who  quickly  came  down,  and  deputed  some  of  his  most  trusty 
friends  to  take  those  men  into  examination,  about  whom  the 
fair  was  almost  overturned. 


Scene  27.  Martyrdom  of  Faithful. — May  and  Kyle. 

And  so  they  did;  therefore  he  was  presently  condemned  to 
be  had  from  the  place  where  he  was,  to  the  place  from  whence 
he  came,  and  there  to  be  put  to  the  most  cruel  death  that  could 
be  invented. 


Scene  28.  Final  Scene. — Kyle  and  Dallas. 

Now,  I  saw  that  there  stood  behind  the  multitude  a  chariot* 
and  a  couple  of  horses  waiting  for  Faithful,  who  so  soon  as  his 
adversaries  had  despatched  him,  was  taken  up  into  it,  and 
straightway  was  carried  up  through  the  clouds,  with  sound  ol 
trumpet,  the  nearest  way  to  the  Celestial  Gate. 


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PART  II. 

Scene  1.  Christian  and  Hopeful  meet  By-ends. — Kyle  and 

Dallas. 

But  as  for  Christian,  he  had  some  respite,  and  was  remanded 
back  to  prison ;  so  he  there  remained  for  a  space.  But  He  that 
overrules  all  things,  having  the  power  of  their  rage  in  His  own 
hand,  so  wrought  it  about,  that  Christian  for  that  time  escaped 
them  and  went  his  way.  And  as  he  went  he  sang,  saying: 

Well,  Faithful,  thou  hast  faithfully  professed, 

Unto  thy  Lord,  with  whom  thou  shalt  he  West.; 

When  faithless  ones,  with  all  their  rain  delights 
Are  crying  out  under  their  hellish  plights; 

Sing,  Faithful,  sing,  and  let  thy  name  survive ; 

For  though  they  killed  thee,  thou  art  yet  alive 

Now  I  saw  in  my  dream,  that  Christian  went  not  forth  alone; 
for  there  was  one  whose  name  was  Hopeful  (being  so  made  by 
the  beholding  of  Christian  and  Faithful  in  their  words  and 
behavior  in  their  sufferings  at  the  fair)  who  joined  himself  unto 
him,  and,  entering  into  a  brotherly  covenant,  told  him  that  he 
would  be  his  companion. 

So  I  saw  that  quickly  after  they  were  out  of  the  fair  they 
overtook  one  that  was  going  before  them,  who  name  was 
By-ends. 


Scene  2.  Demas  Entices  Them  to  the  Silver  Mine. — Kyle 

and  May. 

Then  Christian  and  Hopeful  outwent  them  again,  and  went 
till  they  come  at  a  delicate  plain  called  Ease;  where  they  went 
with  much  content;  but  that  place  was  but  narrow,  so  they  were 
quickly  got  over  it.  Now,  at  the  further  side  of  that  plain  was 
a  little  hill,  called  Lucre,  and  in  that  hill  a  silver  mine,  which 
some  of  them  that  had  formerly  gone  that  way,  because  of  the 
rarity  of  it,  had  turned  aside  to  see;  but  going  too  near  the  brim 
of  the  pit,  the  ground  being  deceitful  under  them,  broke,  and 
they  were  slain;  some  also  had  been  maimed  there,  and  could 
not  to  their  dying  day  be  their  own  men  again. 

Then  I  saw  in  my  dream  that  a  little  off  the  road  over  against 
the  silver  mine,  stood  Demas  (gentlemanlike)  to  call  passengers 
to  come  and  see;  who  said  to  Christian  and  his  fellow,  ho!  turn 
aside  hither,  and  I  will  show  you  a  thing. 

Then  said  Hooelul.  let  us  go  see. 


IS 


Not  I,  said  Christian:  I  have  heard  of  this  place  before  now, 
and  how  many  have  been  there  slain;  and,  besides,  that  treasui'e 
is  a  snare  to  those  that  seek  it,  for  it  hindereth  them  in  their 
pilgrimage. 

Then  Christian  called  to  Demas,  saying,  is  not  the  place  dan¬ 
gerous?  Hath  it  not  hindered  many  in  their  pilgrimage? 

Demas. — Not  very  dangerous,  except  to  those  that  are  careless 
But  withal  he  blushed  as  he  spoke. 


Scene  3.  The  Pilgrims  behold  the  Fate  of  Lot’s  Wife. — 

Kyle  and  May. 

By-ends  and  silver  Demas  doth  agree; 

One  calls,  the  other  runs,  that  he  may  he 
A  sharer  in  his  lucre ;  so  these  do 
Take  up  in  this  world,  and  no  further  go. 

Now  I  saw,  that  just  on  the  other  side  of  the  plain,  the  pil 
grims  came  to  a  place  where  stood  an  old  monument  hard  bj 
the  highway-side ;  at  the  sight  of  which  they  were  both  concerned 
because  of  the  strangeness  of  the  form  thereof,  for  it  seemed  to 
them  as  if  it  had  been  a  woman  transformed  into  the  shape  ol 
a  pillar.  Here,  therefore,  they  stood  looking  and  looking  upon 
it,  but  could  not  for  a  time  tell  what  they  should  make  thereof. 
At  last  Hopeful  espied,  written  above,  upon  the  head  thereof,  a 
writing  in  an  unusual  hand;  but  he,  being  no  scholar,  called  to 
Christian  (for  he  was  learned)  to  see  if  he  could  pick  out  the 
meaning,  so  he  came,  and  after  a  little  laying  of  the  letters 
together,  he  found  the  same  to  be  this,  “Remember  Lot’s  wife.” 


Scene  4.  They  approach  the  River  of  the  Water  of  Life. 

—Kyle. 


Scene  5.  River  of  the  Water  of  Lite. — Cropsey. 

I  saw  then  that  they  w'ent  on  their  way  to  a  pleasant  river, 
which  David  the  king  called  the  river  of  God  ;  but  John  the  rivej 
of  the  water  of  life.  Now  their  way  lay  just  upon  the  bank  o! 
this  river;  here,  therefore.  Christian  and  his  companion  walked 
with  great  delight;  they  drank  also  of  the  water  of  the  river, 
which  was  pleasant  and  enlivening  to  their  weary  spirits.  Be 
sides,  on  the  banks  of  this  river,  on  either  side,  were  green 
trees  with  all  manner  of  fruit;  and  the  leaves  they  ate  to  pre 
vent  surfeits,  and  other  diseases  that  are  incident  to  those  that 
heat  their  blood  by  travels.  On  either  side  of  the  river  was  also 
a  meadow,  curiously  beautified  with  lillies:  and  it  was  green  all 
the  year  long.  In  this  meadow  they  lay  down  and  slept,  for  here 


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they  might  lie  clown  safely.  When  tney  awoke,  they  gathered 
again  of  the  fruit  of  the  trees,  and  drank  again  of  the  water  of 
the  river,  and  then  lay  down  again  to  sleep.  Thus  they  did 
several  days  and  nights.  Then  they  sang — 

Behold  ye  how  these  crystal  streams  do  glide. 

To  comfort  pilgrims  hy  the  highway  side, 

The  meadows  green,  besides  their  fragTant  smell, 

Yield  dainties  for  them ;  and  he  who  can  tell 
What  pleasant  fruit,  yea,  leaves,  these  trees  do  yield, 

Will  soon  sell  all,  that  he  may  buy  this  field. 

So  when  they  were  disposed  to  go  on  (for  they  were  not  as 
yet  at  their  journey’s  end),  they  ate,  and  drank,  and  departed. 

Scene  6.  By-Fath  Meadows. — Kyle. 

Now,  I  beheld  in  my  dream,  that  they  had  not  journeyed  far, 
but  the  river  and  the  way  for  a  time  parted,  at  which  they  were 
not  a  little  sorry;  yet  they  durst  not  go  out  of  the  way.  Now 
the  way  from  the  river  was  rough,  and  their  feet  tender  by 
reason  of  their  travels;  so  the  souls  of  the  pilgrims  were  much 
discouraged  because  of  the  way.  Wherefore,  still  as  they  went 
on,  they  wished  for  a  better  way.  Now,  a  little  before  them, 
there  was  on  the  left  hand  of  the  road  a  meadow,  and  a  stile  to 
go  over  into  it,  and  that  meadow  is  called  By-path  meadow. 
Then  said  Christian  to  his  fellow,  if  this  meadow  lieth  along  by 
our  way-side,  let  us  go  over  into  it.  Then  he  went  to  the  stile 
to  see,  and  behold  a  path  lay  along  by  the  way  on  the  other  side 
of  the  fence.  ’Tis  according  to  my  wish,  said  Christian:  here 
is  the  easiest  going;  come,  good  Hopeful,  and  let  us  go  over. 

— 

Scene  7.  Giant  Despair  catches  the  Pilgrims  Asleep  on 
his  GROUNDS. — May  and  Kyle. 

Neither  could  they,  with  all  the  skill  they  had,  get  again  to 
the  stile  that  night.  Wherefore,  at  last,  lighting  under  a  little 
shelter,  they  sat  down  there  till  the  day  break:  but  being  weary, 
they  fell  asleep.  Now.  there  was,  not  far  from  the  place  where 
they  lay,  a  castle,  called  Doubting  Castle,  the  owner  whereof 
was  Giant  Despair ;  and  it  was  in  hi3  grounds  they  now  were 
sleeping.  Wherefore  he  getting  up  in  the  morning  early,  and 
walking  up  and  down  in  his  fields,  caught  Christian  and  Hopeful 
asleep  in  his  grounds.  Then  with  a  grim  and  surly  voice  he 
bid  them  awake,  and  asked  them  whence  they  were,  and  what 
they  did  in  his  grounds.  They  told  him  they  were  pilgrims,  and 
that  they  had  lost  their  way.  Then  said  the  giant,  you  have 
this  night  trespassed  on  me,  by  trampling  in,  and  lying  on  my 
grounds,  and  therefore  you  must  go  along  with  me.  So  they 
were  forced  to  go  because  he  was  stronger  than  they. 


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Scene  8.  Giant  Despair  visits  the  Pilgrims  in  their  Dun¬ 
geon  AND  ADVISES  THEM  TO  COMMIT  SUICIDE. — May. 

Now  Giant  Despair  had  a  wife,  and  her  name  was  Diffidence; 
so,  when  he  was  gone  to  hed  he  told  his  wife  what  he  had  done; 
to-wit,  that  he  had  taken  a  couple  of  prisoners,  and  cast  them 
into  his  dungeon  for  trespassing  on  his  grounds.  Then  he 
asked  her  also  what  he  had  best  do  further  with  them?  So  she 
asked  what  they  were,  whence  they  came,  and  whither  they 
were  bound;  and  he  told  her.  Then  she  counseled  him,  that 
when  he  arose  in  the  morning  he  should  beat  them  without 
mercy.  So  when  he  arose,  he  getteth  him  a  grievous  crab-tree 
cudgel,  and  goes  down  into  the  dungeon  to  them,  and  there 
first  falls  to  rating  of  them  as  if  they  were  dogs,  although  they 
gave  him  never  a  word  of  distaste:  then  befalls  upon  them, 
and  beats  them  fearfully,  in  such  srot  that  they  were  not  able  to 
help  themselves,  or  to  turn  them  upon  the  floor.  This  done,  he 
withdraws,  and  leaves  them  there  to  condole  their  misery,  and 
to  mourn  under  their  distress:  so  all  that  day  they  spent  their 
time  in  nothing  but  sighs  and  bitter  lamentations.  The  next 
night  she,  talking  with  her  husband  further  about  them,  and 
understanding  that  they  were  yet  alive,  did  advise  him  to  coun 
sel  them  to  make  away  with  themselves.  So.  when  morning 
was  come,  he  goes  to  them  in  a  surly  manner  as  before,  and 
perceiving  them  to  he  very  sore  with  the  stripes  that  he  had 
given  them  the  day  before,  he  told  them,  that  since  they  were 
never  like  to  come  out  of  that  place,  their  only  way  would  be 
forthwith  to  make  an  end  of  themselves,  either  with  a  knife, 
halter  or  poison.  For  why,  he  said,  should  you  choose  to  live, 
seeing  it  is  attended  with  so  much  bitterness?  But  they  desired 
him  to  let  them  go.  With  that  he  looked  ugly  upon  them,  and 
rushing  to  them,  had  doubtless  made  an  end  of  them  himself, 
but  that  he  fell  into  one  of  his  fits  (for  he  sometimes,  in  sunshiny 
weather  fell  into  fits),  and  lost  for  a  time  the  use  of  his  hands. 
Wherefore  he  withdrew,  and  left  them,  as  before,  to  consider 
what  to  do. 


Scene  9.  The  Pilgrims  Escape. — Paul  Duggan , 

Now,  a  little  before  it  was  day,  good  Christian,  as  one  half 
amazed,  brake  out  into  this  passionate  speech.  What  a  fool, 
quoth  he,  am  I,  thus  to  lie  in  a  stinking  dungeon,  when  I  may 
as  well  walk  at  liberty !  I  have  a  key  in  my  bosom,  called 
Promise,  that  will,  I  am  persuaded,  open  any  lock  in  Doubting 
Castle.  Then  said  Hopeful,  That’s  good  news,  good  brother, 
pluck  it  out  of  thy  bosom,  and  try. 


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Then  Christian  palled  it  out  of  his  bosom,  and  began  to  try 
at  the  dungeon  door,  whose  bolt,  as  he  turned  the  key,  gave 
back,  and  the  door  flew  open  with  ease,  and  Christian  and  Hope- 

Iful  both  came  out.  Then  he  went  to  the  outward  door  that 
leads  into  the  castle-yard,  and  with  his  key  opened  that  door 
also.  After  that,  he  went  into  the  iron  gate,  for  that  must  be 
opened  too;  but  that  lock  went  very  hard;  yet  the  key  did  open 
it.  Then  they  thrust  open  the  gate  to  make  their  escape  with 
I  speed;  but  the  gate  as  it  opened  made  such  a  creaking,  that  it 
waked  Giant  Despair,  who  hastily  rising  to  pursue  his  prisoners, 
felt  his  limbs  to  tail,  for  his  fits  took  him  again,  so  that  he  could 
by  no  means  go  after  them.  Then  they  went  on,  and  came  to 
the  King’s  highway,  and  so  were  safe,  because  they  were  out  ot 
his  jurisdiction. 

i  mmm  - 

Scene  10.  They  arrive  at  the  Delectable  Mountain. — 

May  and  Kyle. 

They  went  then  till  they  came  to  the  Delectable  Mountains, 
which  mountains  belong  to  the  Lord  of  the  Ilill  of  which  we 
have  spoken  before ;  so  they  went  up  to  the  mountains  to  be¬ 
hold  the  gardens  and  orchards,  the  vineyards,  and  fountains  of 
water;  where  also  they  drank,  and  washed  themselves,  and  did 
freely  eat  of  the  vineyards.  Now,  there  were  on  the  tops  of 
these  mountains  shepherds  feeding  their  flocks,  and  they  stood 
*  by  the  highway-side, 
mmm  - 

Scene  11.  They  Behold  the  Fate  of  those  who  have 
Fallen  from  the  Hill  of  Error. — Kyle  and  Selous. 

Then  I  saw  in  my  dream,  that  in  the  morning  the  Shepherds 
called  up  Christian  and  Hopeful  to  walk  with  them  upon  the 
mountains.  So  they  went  forth  with  them,  and  walked  a  while 
having  a  pleasant  prospect  on  every  side.  Then  said  the  Shep¬ 
herds  one  to  another;  Shall  we  show  these  pilgrims  some 
wonders?  So,  when  they  concluded  to  do  it,  they  had  them 
first  to  the  top  of  a  hill,  called  Error,  which  was  very  steep  on 
the  farthest  side,  and  bid  them  look  down  to  the  bottom.  So 
Christian  and  Hopeful  looked  down,  and  saw  at  the  bottom 
several  men  dashed  all  to  pieces  by  a  fall  that  they  had  from  the 
top.  Then  said  Christian,  What  meaneth  this?  The  Shepherds 
answered,  Have  you  not  heard  of  them  that  were  made  to  err, 
by  hearkening  to  Hymeneus  and  Philetus,  as  concerning  the 
faith  of  the  resurrection  of  the  body?  They  answered  Yes. 
Then  said  the  Shepherds,  Those  that  you  see  lie  dashed  in  pieces 
at  the  bottom  of  this  mountain  are  they;  and  they  have  con- 


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tinued  to  this  day  unburied,  as  you  see,  for  an  example  to  other* 
to  take  heed  how  they  clamber  too  high,  or  how  they  come  too 
near  the  brink  of  the  mountain. 

muim  - 

Scene  12.  The  Shepherds  point  out  the  Gates  of  thb 
Celestial  City  from  Hill  Clear. — Kyle  and  May. 

By  this  time  the  Pilgrims  had  a  desire  to  go  forward,  and  the 
Shepherds  a  desire  they  should;  so  they  walked  together 
towards  the  end  of  the  mpuntains.  Then  said  the  Shepherds 
one  to  another,  Let  us  here  show  the  pilgrims  the  gates  of  the 
Celestial  City,  if  they  have  skill  to  look  through  our  perspective 
glass.  The  pilgrims  lovingly  accepted  the  motion :  so  they  had 
them  to  the  top  of  a  high  hill,  called  Clear,  and  gave  them  the 
glass  to  look. 

in  mm  - 

Scene  13.  They  Behold  the  Fate  of  the  Apostate.— Kyh 

and  Selous. 


Scene  14.  Enchanted  Ground. — Kyle. 

I  then  saw  in  my  dream,  that  they  went  on  until  they  came 
into  a  certain  country  whose  air  naturally  tended  to  make  one 
drowsy,  if  he  came  a  stranger  into  it.  And  here  Hopeful  began 
to  be  very  dull  and  heavy  to  sleep;  wherefore  he  said  unto 
Christian,  I  do  now  begin  to  grow  so  drowsy  that  I  can  scarcely 
hold  open  mine  eyes;  let  us  lie  down  here  and  take  one  nap. 
By  no  means,  said  the  other;  lest  sleeping,  we  never  awake 
more. 

Hope.  Why,  my  brother  ?  Sleep  is  sweet  to  the  laboring  man ; 
we  my  be  refreshed,  if  we  take  a  nap. 

Chr.  Do  you  not  remember,  that  one  of  the  Shepherds  bid  us 
beware  of  the  Enchanted  Ground?  He  meant  by  that,  that  we 
should  beware  of  sleeping:  “wherefore,  let  us  not  sleep,  as  do 
others;  but  let  us  watch  and  be  sober.” 


Scene  15.  Land  of  Beulah. — Cropsey. 

Now  I  saw  in  my  dream,  that  by  this  time  the  pilgrims  were 
got  over  the  Enchanted  Ground;  and  entering  into  the  country 
of  Beulah,  whose  air  was  very  sweet  and  pleasant,  the  way 
lying  directly  through  it,  they  solaced  themselves  there  for  a 
season.  Yea,  here  they  heard  continually  the  singing  of  birds, 
and  saw  every  day  the  flowers  appear  in  the  earth,  and  heard 


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the  voice  of  the  turtle  in  the  land.  In  this  country  the  sun 
shineth  night  and  day:  wherefore  this  was  beyond  the  Valley 
of  the  Shadow  of  Death,  and  also  out  of  the  reach  of  Giant 
Despair;  neither  could  they  from  this  place  so  much  as  see 
Doubting  Castle.  Here  they  were  within  sight  of  the  City  they 
were  going  to:  also  here  met  them  some  of  the  inhabitants 
thereof;  for  in  this  land  the  shining  ones  commonly  walked, 
because  it  was  upon  the  borders  of  Heaven. 


Scene  16.  Christian  and  Hopeful  enter  the  River  of 

Death. — May, 

Now,  I  further  saw,  that  betwixt  them  and  the  gate  was  a 
river;  but  no  bridge  to  go  over:  the  river  was  very  deep.  At 
the  sight,  therefore,  of  this  river,  the  pilgrims  were  much 
stunned;  but  the  men  that  went  with  them  said:  You  must  go 
through,  or  you  can  not  come  at  the  gate. 

The  pilgrims  then  began  to  inquire  if  there  was  no  other  way 
to  the  gate?  To  which  they  answered,  Yes;  but  there  have  not 
any,  save  two,  to  wit,  Enoch  and  Elijah,  been  permitted  to  tread 
that  path  since  the  foundation  of  the  world,  nor  shall  till  the  last 
trumpet  shall  sound.  The  pilgrims  then,  especially  Christian, 
began  to  despond  in  their  minds,  and  look  this  way  and  that; 
but  no  way  could  be  found  by  them,  by  which  they  might 
escape  the  river.  Then  they  asked  the  men  if  the  waters  were 
all  of  a  depth?  They  said,  No;  yet  they  could  not  help  them 
in  that  case;  for,  said  they,  you  shall  find  it  deeper  or  shallower 
as  you  believe  in  the  King  of  the  place. 

They  then  addressed  themselves  to  the  water,  and  entering, 
Christian  began  to  sink,  and  crying  out  to  his  good  friend  Hope¬ 
ful,  he  said,  I  sink  in  deep  waters;  the  billows  go  over  my  head; 
all  his  waves  go  over  me.  Selah. 

Then  said  the  other,  Be  of  good  cheer,  my  brother;  I  feel  the 
bottom,  and  it  is  good.  Then  said  Christian,  Ah!  my  friend, 
the  sorrows  of  death  have  compassed  me  about,  I  shall  not  see 
the  land  that  flows  with  milk  and  honey.  And  with  that  a  great 
darkness  and  horror  fell  upon  Christian,  so  that  he  could  not 
see  before  him.  To  whom  also  Hopeful  added  these  words,  Be 
of  good  cheer,  Jesus  Christ  rnaketh  thee  whole.  And  with  that 
Christian  brake  out  with  a  loud  voice,  O!  I  see  him  again!  and 
he  tells  me,  “  When  thou  passest  through  the  waters,  I  will  be 
with  thee;  and  through  the  rivers,  they  shall  not  overflow  thee.” 
Then  they  both  took  courage,  and  the  enemy  was  after  that  as 
still  as  a  stone,  until  they  were  gone  over.  Christian  therefore 
presently  found  ground  to  stand  upon,  and  so  it  followed  that 
the  rest  of  the  river  was  but  shallow:  thus  they  got  over. 


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Behold,  I  saw  a  man  clothed  with  rags,  &c. — Scene  Second. 


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PART  III. 

Representing  some  of  the  scenes  from  the  second  part  of  Bunyan’s 

Allegory . 

[The  second  part  of  Bunyan’s  Pilgrim’s  Progress  was  written 
after  his  liberation  front  prison.  It  is  not  strictly  a  portion  of 
the  story  of  the  progress  of  “  the  Pilgrim,”  but  as  it  is  connected 
by  “  family  ties”  at  least  with  the  first  portion  of  the  Dream,  and 
the  incidents  in  the  life  of  Christiana  being  as  familiar  to  the 
public  as  the  adventures  of  Christian,  a  few  more  of  the  promi¬ 
nent  scenes  have  been  selected  for  representation  in  the  Pano¬ 
rama.] 


Scene  1.  Mercy  Faints  at  the  Wicket  Gate. — May. 

Now  all  this  while  poor  Mercy  did  stand  without,  trembling 
tnd  crying,  for  fear  that  she  was  rejected.  But  when  Christiana 
had  got  admittance  for  herself  and  her  boys,  then  she  began  to 
make  intercession  for  Mercy. 

And  she  said,  My  Lord,  I  have  a  companion  of  mine  that 
stands  yet  without,  that  is  come  hither  upon  the  same  account 
as  myselfi  one  that  is  much  dejected  in  her  mind,  for  that  she 
comes  as  she  thinks,  without  sending  for;  whereas  I  was  sent 
for  by  my  husband’s  King  to  come. 

Now  Mercy  began  to  be  very  impatient,  and  each  minute  was 
as  long  to  her  as  an  hour;  wherefore  she  prevented  Christiana 
from  a  fuller  interceding  for  her,  by  knocking  at  the  gate  her¬ 
self.  And  she  knocked  then  so  loud,  that  she  made  Christiana 
to  start.  Then  said  the  keeper  of  the  gate,  Who  is  there?  And 
Christiana  said,  It  is  my  friend. 

So  he  opened  the  gate,  and  looked  out,  but  Mercy  was  fallen 
down  without  in  a  swoon,  for  she  fainted,  and  was  afraid  that 
no  gate  should  be  opened  to  her. 

Then  he  took  her  by  the  hand,  and  said.  Damsel,  I  bid  thee 
arise. 


Scene  2.  Christiana  and  Family  at  the  Spring. — Dallas  and 

Kyle. 

The  Interpreter  then  called  for  a  man  servant  of  his,  one 
Greatheart,  and  bid  him  take  a  sword  and  helmet,  and  shield. 
And  take  these  my  daughters,  said  he;  conduct  them  to  the 

3 


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house  called  Beautiful,  at  which  place  they  will  rest  next.  So 
he  took  his  weapons,  ‘and  went  before  them ;  and  the  Interpreter 
said,  God  speed. 

Thus  they  went  on,  till  they  came  to  the  foot  of  the  hill  Diffi¬ 
culty,  where  again  the  good  Mr.  Greatbeart  took  an  oceasion  to 
tell  them  what  happened  there  when  Christian  himself  went  by. 
So  he  had  them  first  to  the  spring.  Lo,  said  he,  this  is  the 
spring  that  Christian  drank  of  before  he  went  up  this  hill:  and 
then  it  wras  clear  and  good,  but  now  it  is  dirty  with  the  feet  of 
some,  that  are  not  desirous  that  pilgrims  here  should  quench 
their  thirst.  Thereat  Mercy  said,  Why  so  envious  trow?  But 
said  their  guide,  It  will  do,  if  taken  up  and  put  into  a  vessel 
that  is  sweet  and  good:  for  then  the  dirt  will  sink  to  the  bottom, 
and  the  water  come  out  by  itself  more  clear.  Thus,  therefore, 
Christiana  and  her  companions  were  compelled  to  do.  They 
took  it  up,  and  put  it  into  an  earthern  pot,  and  so  let  it  stand 
till  the  dirt  was  gone  to  the  bottom,  and  then  they  drank  thereof. 


Scene  3.  Entrance  to  Temple  Beautiful,  and  Death  of 
Giant  Grim. — Darley  and  May. 

When  they  were  come  to  the  place  where  Mistrust  and  Tim¬ 
orous  met  Christian  to  persuade  him  to  go  back  for  fear  of  the 
lions,  they  perceived  as  it  were  a  stage,  and  before  it,  towards 
the  road,  a  broad  plate,  with  a  copy  of  verses  written  thereon; 
and  underneath,  the  reason  of  raising  up  of  that  stage  in  that 
place  rendered.  The  verses  were — 

Let  him  that  sees  this  stage,  take  heed 
Unto  his  heart  and  tongue ; 

Lest,  if  he  do  not,  here  he  speed 
As  some  have  long  agone. 

So  they  went  on,  till  they  came  within  sight  of  the  lions.  Now 
Mr.  Greatbeart  was  a  strong  man,  so  he  was  not  afraid  of  a 
lion;  but  yet  when  they  were  come  up  to  the  place  where  the 
lions,  were,  the  boys  that  went  before  were  now  glad  to  cringe 
behind,  tor  they  were  afraid  of  the  lions;  so  they  stept  back, 
and  went  behind.  At  this  their  guide  smiled,  and  said,  How 
now,  my  boys;  do  you  love  to  go  before  when  no  danger  doth 
approach,  and  love  to  come  behind  so  soon  as  the  lions  appear? 

Now,  as  they  went  on,  Mr.  Greatbeart  drew  his  sword,  with 
intent  to  make  a  way  for  the  pilgrims  in  spite  of  the  lions. 
Then  there  appeared  one,  that  it  seems  had  taken  upon  him  to 
back  the  lions;  and  he  said  to  the  pilgrims’  guide,  What  is  the 
cause  of  your  coming  hither?  Now,  the  name  of  that  man  was 
Grim,  or  Bloody-man,  because  of  his  slaying  of  pilgrims:  and 
he  was  of  the  race  of  the  giants. 


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Then  said  the  pilgrims’ guide,  These  women  and  children  are 
going  on  pilgrimage;  and  this  is  the  way  they  must  go;  and  go 
it  they  shall,  in  spite  of  thee  and  the  lions 


Scene  4.  Pilgrims  leave  the  Valley  of  Humiliation, — Kyle 

and  Dallas. 

Now,  as  they  went  on,  Samuel  said  to  Mr.  Great-heart,  Sir,  I 
perceive  that  in  this  valley  my  father  and  Apollyon  had  their 
battle;  but  whereabouts  was  the  fight?  for  I  perceive  this  valley 
is  large. 

Great.  Your  father  had  the  battle  with  Apollyon  at  a  place 
yonder  before  us,  in  a  narrow  passage,  just  beyond  Forgetful 
Green.  And,  indeed,  that  place  is  the  most  dangerous  place  in 
all  these  parts;  for  if  at  any  time  pilgrims  meet  with  any  brunt, 
it  is  when  they  forget  what  favors  they  have  received,  and  how 
unworthy  they  are  of  them.  This  is  the  place  where  others 
have  been  hard  put  to  it,  but  more  of  the  place  when  we  are 
come  to  it;  for  I  persuade  myself,  that  to  this  day  there  remains 
either  some  sign  of  the  battle,  or  some  monument  to  testify  that 
such  a  battle  there  was  fought. 


Scene  5.  They  Lose  their  Way  in  the  Valley  of  the 
Shadow  of  Death. — Huntington  and  Kyle. 

When  they  had  passed  by  this  place,  they  came  upon  the 
borders  of  the  Shadow  of  Death,  and  this  valley  was  longer  than 
the  other,  a  place  also  most  strangely  haunted  with  evil  things, 
as  many  are  able  to  testify;  but  these  women  and  children  went 
the  better  through  it,  because  they  had  daylight,  and  because 
Mr.  Greatheart  was  their  conductor. 


EsCENE  6.  Land  of  Beulah. — Kyle. 

Aften  this,  I  beheld  until  they  were  come  into  the  land  of 
Beulah,  where  the  sun  shineth  night  and  day.  Here,  because 
they  were  weary,  they  betook  themselves  to  rest. 


Scene  7.  Christiana  parts  with  her  Children. — May. 

Now  while  they  lay  here,  and  waited  for  the  good  hour,  there 
was  a  noise  in  the  town  that  there  was  a  post  come  from  the 
Celestial  City,  with  matters  of  great  importance  to  one  Christiana, 
the  wife  of  Christian  the  pilgrim.  So  inquiry  was  made  for  her, 
the  house  was  found  out  where  she  was.  So  the  post  presented 
her  with  a  letter.  The  contents  were,  Hail,  good  woman;  1 


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bring  thee  tidings  that  the  Master  calleth  for  thee,  and  expects 
that  thou  shouldst  stand  in  his  presence  in  clothes  of  immor¬ 
tality  within  these  ten  days. 

YVhen  he  had  read  this  letter  to  her  he  gave  therewith  a  sure 
token,  that  he  was  a  true  messenger,  and  was  come  to  bid  her 
make  haste  to  be  gone.  The  token  was  an  arrow  with  a  point 
sharpened  with  love  let  easily  into  her  heart,  which  by  degrees 
wrought  so  effectually  with  her,  that  at  the  time  appointed 
she  must  be  gone. 

YVhen  Christiana  saw  that  her  time  was  come,  and  that  she 
was  the  first  of  this  company  that  was  to  go  over,  she  called  for 
Mr.  Greatheart,  her  guide,  and  told  him  how  matters  were.  So 
he  told  her  he  was  heartily  glad  of  the  news,  and  could  have 
been  glad  had  the  post  come  for  him.  Then  she  bid  him  that 
he  should  give  advice  how  all  things  should  be  prepared  for  the 
journey.  So  he  told  her  saying,  thus  and  thus  it  must  be,  and 
we  that  survive  will  accompany  you  to  the  river  side. 

Then  she  called  for  her  children,  and  gave  them  her  blessings, 
and  told  them  that  she  had  read  with  comfort  the  mark  that 
was  set  in  their  foreheads,  and  was  glad  to  see  them  with  her 
there,  and  that  they  had  kept  their  garments  so  white.  Lastly, 
she  bequeathed  to  the  poor  the  little  she  had,  and  commanded 
her  sons  and  daughters  to  be  ready  against  the  messenger  should 
come  for  them, 
mmm 

Scene  8.  Christiana  Crosses  the  River  of  Death. — Kyle  and 

Dallas. 


Scene  9.  Arrival  at  the  Entrance  of  the  Celestial  City. 

Kyle  and  Dallas. 

Now  the  day  drew  on  that  Christiana  must  be  gone.  So  the 
road  was  full  of  people  to  see  her  take  her  journey.  But, 
behold,  all  the  banks  beyond  the  river  were  full  of  horses  and 
chariots  which  were  come  down  from  above  to  accompany  her 
to  the  city  gate.  So  she  came  forth,  and  entered  the  laver,  with 
a  beckon  of  farewell  to  those  that  followed  her.  The  last  words 
that  she  was  heard  to  say,  were,  I  come,  Lord,  to  be  with  thee, 
and  bless  thee!  So  her  children  aud  friends  returned  to  their 
place,  for  those  that  waited  for  Christiana  had  carried  her  out 
of  their  sight.  So  she  went  and  called,  and  entered  in  at  the 
gate  with  all  the  ceremonies  of  joy  that  her  husband  Christian 
had  entered  with  before  her.  At  her  departure,  the  children 
wept.  But  Mr.  Greatheart  and  Mr.  Valiant  played  upon  the 
weil-tuned  cymbal  and  harp  for  joy  So  all  departed  to  their 
respective  places. 


THE  BUNYAN  TABLEAUX. 


Opinions  of  the  Press. 

The  Panorama  of  Pilgrim’s  Progress,  affords  an  evening’s 
entertainment  winch  we  can  heartily  recommend  to  our  readers. 
Those  who  have  “little  men  and  women”  to  instruct  will  find  it 
an  excellent  means  of  obtaining  both  for  them,  and  even  they, 
“  the  children  of  a  larger  growth,”  can  hardly  fail  to  see  it  with 
both  pleasure  and  profit.  The  popularity  of  Bunyan’s  work  is 
almost  without  a  parallel.  Written  by  one  of  the  most  obscure 
and  unlearned  of  men,  it  existed  through  many  years,  unknown 
to  the  literary  world,  yet  continually  re-printed  to  satisfy  the 
unceasing  demand  for  it  among  the  lower  classes,  by  whom  it 
was  regarded  with  a  love  and  veneration  only  inferior  to  that 
they  bore  to  the  Bible  itself.  The  attention  of  the  world  of 
letters  once  attracted  to  it,  it  rose  instantly  to  classic  rank,  and 
has  for  nearly  a  hundred  years  maintained  a  position,  second 
only,  if  at  all,  to  the  greatest  creations  in  the  language.  Its  great 
narrative  and  descriptive  power  has  made  it  a  storehouse  of 
themes  for  the  painter,  and  it  has  recently  been  published  copi¬ 
ously  and  elegantly  illustrated,  and  with  a  carefully  collated  text, 
by  Bogue,  in  London,  and  Putnam  in  New  York.  The  design 
of  putting  its  principal  scenes  upon  moving  canvas  was  a  good 
one,  and  its  execution  is  creditable  to  Mr.  May,  one  of  the  most 
favorably  known  among  our  younger  artists.  We  lizard  a  boy 
who  had  read  the  fascinating  tale  once  a  week  for  every  year  of 
his  short  life,  wish  that  he  could  “  dream  Pilgrim’s  Progress.” 
The  Panorama  would  have  satisfied  his  longing,  for  there  the 
whole  of  poor  Christian’s  journey  is  from  the  Wicket  Gate  to 
the  Gate  of  the  Celestial  City,  Apollyon,  Giant  Despair,  Vanity 
Fair,  and  all. — Courier  and  Enquirer. 

Panorama  of  the  Pilgrim’s  Progress. — The  scenes  and 
incidents  in  the  memorable  life  and  journey  of  Bunyan’s  Pilgrim 
to  the  Celestial  City,  are  beautifully  depicted  in  this  well  execut¬ 
ed  panorama  at  598  Broadway.  The  moving  canvas  like  life’s 
panorama  gives  the  mind  a  deep  and  solemn  impressiveness  of 
the  great  drama  of  man’s  pilgrimage  through  this  world.  Many 
of  the  paintings  are  well  conceived  and  beautifully  drawn.  The 
whole  is  well  worth  seeing,  both  for  its  artistic  merit  and  its 
salutary  influence  on  the  mind.— Evangelist. 


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Panorama  of  the  Pilgrim’s  Progress. — The  attempt  to  paint 
a  panorama  of  so  purely  ideal  a  subject  as  the  allegory  of  Pil¬ 
grims’  Progress,  savors  somewhat  of  temerity,  and  we  visited  it 
with  much  misgiving  about  the  success  of  the  artist.  We  were, 
however,  very  agreeably  surprised  at  the  justness  of  the  designs 
generally,  and  at  the  excellence  of  the  painting  throughout.  The 
reader  may  be  assured  that  a  visit  to  the  panorama  will  afford 
high  gratification.  With  reference  to  the  designs  we  conceive 
the  Palace  Beautiful,  Delectable  Mountains,  City  of  Vanity, 
Vanity  Fair,  passage  of  the  River  of  Death,  scenes  in  the  Land 
of  Beulah,  Christiana  parting  from  her  family,  and  the  Gate  of 
the  Celestial  City,  to  be  among  the  best.  The  last  two  are  ex¬ 
ceedingly  beautiful  paintings.  We  were  perhaps  least  pleased 
with  the  design  of  Pilgrim  ascending  the  “Hill  Difficulty.”  It 
is  too  much  like  a  hunter  climbing  rocks.  Yet  even  there  the 
scenery  is  beautiful.  The  whole  panorama  is  a  pleasing  novelty 
and  richly  deserves  patronage. — Commercial  Advertiser, 

Pilgrim’s  Progress  in  Paint. — A  panorama  of  the  great 
allegory  of  Bunyan  was  exhibited  for  the  first  time  last  night, 
belorea  large  and  admiring  audience.  The  first  scene  represents 
John  Bunyan  Dreaming,  in  the  midst  of  a  misty  circle  of  light 
clouds,  and  is  remarkably  well  executed.  The  repose  of  the 
sleeper,  as  well  as  the  accessories,  are  represented  with  a  marked 
fidelity  to  nature.  The  other  scenes,  of  which  there  is  about 
sixty  in  number,  are  painted  with  no  small  degree  of  taste,  and 
the  whole  work  is  admirably  calculated  to  give  a  grand  concep¬ 
tion  of  the  imperishable  book  of  the  oid  tinker.  This  opens  a 
new  Era,  we  should  think,  in  the  history  of  panorama  painting, 
which  may  be  productive  of  the  greatest  benefit.  The  public 
too  muchiShut  out  from  the  enjoyment  of  the  pleasures  of  travel 
as  well  as  of  books,  will  get  both,  in  a  modified  form,  through 
the  instrumentalities  of  art.  We  would  recommend  this  fine 
work  to  the  attention  of  families  and  schools  as  an  entertainment 
which  they  will  find  at  once  instructive  and  pleasing. — Evening 
Post,  JVovembtr  12. 

Panorama  of  Pilgrim’s  Progress. — A  new  and  easy  mode 
by  which  a  sweet  book  may  get  to  the  brain — and  get  there 
with  music  and  pleasure,  and  without  leaf-turning  and  study — • 
is  one  of  the  new  inventions  of  this  labor-saving  time.  “  Pil¬ 
grim’s  Progress,”  is  a  continuous  picture,  and  passing  before  the 
eye  like  a  dream,  to  the  low  soft  melody  of  an  instrument  ap¬ 
propriately  played,  is  the  novelty  we  refer  to — a  more  improving 
luxury  could  not  possibly  have  been  thought  of.  The  whole 
spirit  and  meaning  of  that  charming  book  of  Bunyan’s  is  given 


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in  an  admirable  series  of  paintings,  and  parts  of  them  are  well 
worth  studying  as  lessons  in  the  art.  The  “  Palace  Beautiful,” 
the  “Views  of  the  Delectable  Mountains,”  “Vanity  Fair,” 
“  Celestial  City  in  the  distance,”  “  Mercy  fainting  at  the  Wicket 
Gate,”  the  “  Land  of  Beulah,”  and  others  are  truly  admirable. 
To  go  in,  after  a  weary  day,  aud  sit  down  quietly  to  absorb  this 
panorama  and  its  thought-wakening  moral,  is  worth  every  man’s 
while.  The  exhibition  is  at  598  Broadway. — Home  Journal. 

The  finest,  in  an  artistic  sense,  and  probably  the  most  remarka¬ 
ble  and  original  exhibition  of  a  panoramic  charater  ever  produced 
in  this  city,  will  be  thrown  open  to  the  public  to  night,  at  Wash¬ 
ington  Hall,  598  Broadway.  It  is  a  representation  of  the 
Pilgrim’s  Progress,  after  Bunyan’s  allegory,  from  the  pencils  of 
some  of  our  first  American  painters.  Among  the  scenes  repre¬ 
sented  are  the  Wicket  Gate,  the  Castle  of  the  Giant  Despair,  the 
Delectable  Mountains,  the  Valley  of  the  Shadow  of  Death,  and 
the  Celestial  City.  All  who  as  children  have  read  and  devoutly 
believed  the  beautiful  story  of  Christian’s  Pilgrimage,  will  be 
interested  in  its  representation. — Tribune ,  Nov.  11. 

Panorama  of  Bunyan’s  Pilgrim’s  Progress,  now  on  ex¬ 
hibition  at  Washington  Hall,  598  Broadway,  is  beyond  exception 
the  finest  work  of  art  ever  produced  in  this  country. — Picayune. 

Panorama  or  the  Pilgrim’s  Progress. — Through  the 
courtesy  of  Mr.  May  and  his  brother  artists,  we  formed  one  of 
the  company  invited  to  be  present  at  the  first  exhibition  of  this 
work.  It  consists  of  three  parts.  The  first  opens  with  Bunyan’s 
dreaming,  and  closes  with  the  execution  of  Faithful.  In  the 
second,  By-ends,  Money-Love,  and  Fair  Speech  meet  the 
Pilgrims,  and  it  terminates  with  their  entering  the  River  of 
Death.  The  third  part  represents  scenes  from  the  second  part 
of  Bunyan’s  work — Greatheart,  with  Christiana  and  her  family, 
at  the  Spring — the  passage  through  the  Valley  of  the  Shadow  of 
peath — the  Land  of  Beulah,  and  the  journey  onward  to  the  gate 
of  the  Celestial  City.  Seldom,  if  ever,  have  we  viewed  an  effort 
of  art  of  this  kind  with  greater  delight  and  satisfaction.  The 
scenes  of  the  glorious  dreamer  are  most  happily  conceived,  and 
have  been  transferred  to  the  canvas  with  a  spirit  and  truthful¬ 
ness  which  every  lover  of  Bunyan  must  appreciate,  presenting 
to  him  a  succession,  not  of  daubings,  but  of  beautifully  executed 
paintings.  It  is  said  that  upwards  of  ten  thousand  dollars  have 
been  expended  on  a  work  which  will  command,  we  venture  to 
predict,  a  large  share  of  public  patronage. — Protestant  Church¬ 
man. 


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The  Pilgrim  Panorama. — With  a  large  number  of  the  clergy 
of  the  city  of  New  York,  and  our  brethren  of  the  press,  we  had 
the  pleasure,  a  few  evenings  since,  of  seeing  the  opening  of  a 
new  and  beautiful  panorama.  It  represents  the  Pilgrim’s  Pro¬ 
gress  of  Bunyan,  on  a  thousand  feet  of  canvas,  with  all  the 
most  striking  scenes  of  the  wonderful  story  portrayed  with 
masterly  skill  and  effect.  We  had  not  supposed  that  the 
dramatic  nature  of  the  story  was  susceptible  of  such  delineation 
to  the  eye;  but  as  the  various  scenes,  Christian  with  his  bundle, 
at  the  Palace  Beautiful,  at  the  Cross,  Fghting  with  Apollyon,  the 
Delectable  Mountains,  the  Interview  with  the  Shepherds,  the 
Land  of  Beulah,  the  River  of  the  Water  of  Life,  and  many  more 
that  we  have  not  time  to  mention,  successively  came  into  view, 
we  were  delighted  with  the  skill  of  the  artists  and  the  moral 
effect  of  the  exhibition.  The  success  of  this  exhibition  can  not 
be  a  matter  of  doubt.  All  the  admirers  of  the  Pilgrim’s  Pro¬ 
gress  (and  who  are  not?)  all  the  admirers  of  beautiful  pictures 
(and  who  are  not?)  should  by  no  means  fail  of  seeing  this. 
Families  and  Sabbath  schools,  pastors  and  people,  young  and 
old,  will  admire  it,  and  derive  real  gratification  and  improvement 
from  its  study.  We  express  the  general  impression  of  all  who 
saw  it  with  us,  that  it  is  in  a  high  degree  creditable  to  the  artists, 
and  to  those  under  whose  agency  it  has  been  brought  out. — 
Presbyterian. 

New  Things  of  Old — On  Thursday  evening,  Nov.  7,  we 
numbered  one  of  a  spell-bound  audience,  who  realized  as  in  a 
vivid  dream,  the  perils  and  allurements  through  which  the 
“  Pilgrim  of  Progress”  safely  passes.  The  allegory  of  Bunyan, 
which  delighted  our  childhood  with  its  imagery,  rivaling  the 
Arabian  Nights  in  its  fascinations,  was  presented  in  a  masterly 
manner  in  Panoramic  view.  It  was  introduced  with  a  few  re¬ 
marks,  in  substance  that  the  story  was  not  to  be  spoken,  but  to 
be  re-read  by  the  audience  in  connected  and  suggestive  picture. 
We  envied  the  Sleeper,  who  lay  like  one  unwearied  but  stretched 
upon  the  sod  in  revery,  as  if  closing  his  eyes  upon  the  lovely 
scene  around  to  gaze  with  mental  vision.  Then  in  rapid  suc¬ 
cession,  as  if  the  artist  feared  to  trust  even  the  partial  eye  of 
friends,  the  first  part  was  passed  in  view:  there  was  the  cot  and 
the  loved  ones  calling,  and  the  earth  teeming  with  delights,  but 
the  Pilgrims’  eye  rested  on  warning  words,  bidding  him  escape 
for  life ;  taking  a  way  he  knows  not,  he  soon  desponds ;  a  friendly 
hand  raises  him  from  the  mire;  he  has  a  terrible  journey  through 
Humiliation  and  the  Valley  of  the  Shadow  of  Death,  so  that  we 
feel  inclined  to  take  comfort  with  him  in  the  House  Beautiful 
David  was  the  only  man  who  could  fight  best  without  armor* 


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The  sister  Virtues  clothe  Christian  with  mail,  and  henceforth  he 
appears  a  knight  of  the  Cross.  The  peaceful  path  discovered 
by  Penn  was  to  him  unknown,  and  well  for  him  that  his  armor 
had  been  assayed  ere  he  met  his  dread  enemy  Apollyon;  nor 
can  he  trust  altogether  to  his  own  shield  with  such  an  adversary. 
We  slept  with  him  in  the  arbor  as  one  claims  rest  after  hard  toil. 
In  passing  Vanity  Fair  we  saw  many  familiar  scenes,  and  remem¬ 
bering  that  only  one  Man  had  resisted  the  glory  of  the  world, 
we  were  lost  in  the  meaning  of  the  allegory  when  the  Pilgrim 
was  solicited  with  earthly  crowns:  again  the  world  is  rejected, 
and  now,  more  hopeful,  he  delights  in  contemplating  with 
Shepherds  the  Eternal  City;  then  along  a  beautiful  river  of  calm 
life  the  route  is  seen,  perennial  flowers  and  fruits  strewn  around. 
Anon  choiring  Cherubim  attend,  encircling  a  chariot  which  is 
to  carry  him  on  high.  Thus  far  we  thought  and  wrote,  and 
found  that  we  were  but  half  way  through  the  subject — enough, 
however,  to  convince,  that  description  is  not  desirable  for  any 
who  can  go  and  see  for  themselves.  Job  was  eyes  to  the  blind, 
but  such  have  passed  away,  and  if  alive  would  not  meet  encour¬ 
agement  in  this  universally  enlightened  nation.  We  can  not 
forbear  praising  the  skill  which  has  linked  such  beauties  of 
landscape  and  architecture,  where  the  gorgeous  is  exquisitely 
managed,  and  the  sight  charmed  with  harmonious  coloring  and 
graceful  forms.  We  are  glad  to  find  an  entertainment  altogether 
unexceptionable,  pleasing  alike  to  child  and  man,  and  vote  a 
hearty  resolution  of  thanks  to  the  able  artists  whose  work  is  now 
exhibiting,  and  wish  them  the  success  so  highly  merited. — 
Churchman ,  Nov.  14. 

A  Remarkable  Panorama. — We  are  somewhat  chary  of  our 
praises  of  the  thousand  and  one  exhibitions  in  this  branch  of 
art,  with  which  town  and  country  have  been  inundated  since  Mr. 
Banvard  first  conceived  the  idea  of  painting  by  the  acre,  and 
unrolled  the  long  lengths  of  the  Mississippi  to  our  astonished 
gaze.  But  we  must  do  justice  to  a  series  of  illustrations  of  John 
Bunyan’s  “  Pilgrim’s  Progress,”  which  are  now  open  to  the  public 
at  598  Broadway.  The  artist  preserves  an  incognito;  but  we, 
nevertheless,  beg  to  testify  the  surprise  and  pleasure  with  which 
we  have  seen  his  bold  imaginings  and  his  masterly  execution, 
in  sketching  some  of  the  scenes  and  incidents  of  Bunyan’s 
immortal  book.  Alternately,  or  rather  as  the  text  dictates,  we 
have  the  beautiful  and  the  terrible  in  landscape,  the  horribly 
grotesque  and  delicately  spiritualized  in  form  and  figure — 
Christian  and  Giant  Despair — the  Delectable  Mountains,  and 
the  Valley  of  the  Shadow  of  Death.  Those  who  like  strong 
sensations  are  advised  to  turn  aside  from  the  Vanity  Fair  of 


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adway,  and  spend  an  hour  with  this  admirably  illustrated 
edition  of  one  of  the  chiefest  of  English  authors.  If  neither 
their  artistic  taste  be  gratified,  nor  their  religious  impulses  be 
quickened,  they  will  at  least  be  assisting  td  pay  for  a  laborious 
and  spirited  work. — Albion ,  Nov.  14. 

The  Panorama  of  Bunyan’s  Pilgrims’  Progress,  now  on 
exhibition  nightly,  is  attracting  much  attention.  It  is  a  work  of 
decided  merit,  on  which  the  pencils  of  several  artists  of  dis¬ 
tinguished  abilities  have  been  long  and  diligently  engaged.  It 
is  instructive  and  entertaining  in  a  high  degree,  and  the  moral 
effect  of  such  an  exhibition  can  not  fail  of  being  exceedingly 
happy.  The  painting  is  descriptive  of  Bunyan’s  beautiful  alle¬ 
gory  in  which  hideous  monsters,  angelic  forms,  yawning  abysses, 
with  bottoms  strewed  with  human  bones,  enchanting  scenery, 
palaces,  and  craggy  rocks,  all  perform  their  part  in  marking  the 
everchanging  progress  of  the  burdened  pilgrim. — Journal  of  Com¬ 
merce,  Nov.  20. 

3^r=>  We  take  such  an  exhibition  as  that  recently  opened  of 
the  panoramic  painting  of  the  Pilgrim’s  Progress,  as  one  of  the 
best  signs  of  the  time.  Its  predecessors  were,  with  whatever 
other  merit,  all  in  the  commonest  spirit  of  appeal  to  idle  curi¬ 
osity,  and  gratification  for  desire  of  a  little  every  day  information 
with  regard  to  the  physical  peculiarities  of  the  Mississippi 
River,  Cuba  and  California.  While  the  public,  perhaps,  fancied 
that  they  were  encouraging  the  fine  arts,  and  cultivating  a  love 
of  pictures,  they  were  no  more  than  so  many  open-eyed  travelers 
or  tourists  with  their  heads  out  of  the  railroad  car,  or  strolling 
on  the  upper  deck  of  a  liigh  pressure  steamboat.  In  the  Pil¬ 
grim’s  Progress  they  are  doing  something  else,  and  something 
we  fancy,  in  rather  a  worthier  spirit.  They  are  giving  a  little 
scope  to  the  imagination — some  indulgence  to  that  love  of  human 
nature,  which  lies  rather  deeper  than  the  visible  rocks,  trees, 
rivers  and  gold  mines.  In  a  higher  spirit,  too,  have  the  artists 
executed  their  share  of  the  common  duty.  They  have  had 
faith  in  an  improved  apprehension  and  intelligence  in  theii 
audience.  They  have  conceived  and  painted  as  if  imagination 
were  not  altogether  extinct.  They  have  taken  for  a  subject  a 
work  which  had  its  origin  in  a  poetical  genius,  and  wherever 
it  has  gone  for  many  generations,  has  kept  alive,  among  the 
readers  of  the  English  tongue,  the  gladness  and  life  of  that  great 
faculty  by  which  we  are  alone  empowered  to  have  faith  in  the 
glories  of  an  unseen  heaven  which  is  to  come.  For  this  generous 
gift  to  better  art,  we  are  indebted  to  the  two  painters,  Messrs. 
May  and  Kyle;  who  have  in  general  shown  themselves  equal  to 


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the  undertaking.  The  chief  figures,  which  we  understand  are 
from  the  hand  of  Mr.  May,  denoting  in  their  selection,  attitudes, 
and  spirit,  a  fine  sympathy  with  the  author;  while  there  is 
something  strange,  unearthly,  and  wondrous  in  the  landscapes 
to  approve  Mr.  Kyle  among  the  foremost  painters  in  that  depart¬ 
ment.  We  are  unable  to  particularize:  as  almost  every  length 
of  canvas  lias  something  express  and  admirable  on  which  we 
might  dwell:  as  we  could  also  on  that  glorious  Giant  Despair, 
struggling  in  the  sunlight,  contributed  by  Mr.  Duggan,  one  or 
two  massive  conceptions  of  Darley’s,  the  Mercy  dream  of 
Huntington,  a  design  by  Church,  another  by  Cropsey  and  a 
successful  composition  by  Mr.  Dallas  of  Philadelphia.  We 
might  object  to  an  excess  of  gaudy  color,  particularly  towards 
the  close  of  the  series  and  to  a  want  of  softness  in  an  occasional 
scene — but  we  are  safe  in  pronouncing  the  entire  exhibition  a 
happy  novelty,  a  Story  in  Color,  delightfully  told,  and  almost,  if 
not  quite,  as  well  worth  listening  to  in  its  steady  flow  of  pictorial 
eloquence  as  Henry  Clay  in  the  Senate  Chamber,  or  Jenny 
Lind  at  Tripler  Hall. — Literary  World. 

The  following  is  from  the  pen  of  Mrs.  Ellet,  one  of  the  most 
accomplished  of  our  female  writers: 

IMPROMPTU  SONNET. 

On  seeing  the  Panorama  of  Runyan’s  Pilgrim’s  Progress. 

.Those  mystic  scenes  with  deepest  meaning  fraught, 

By  Genius  imaged  in  his  hour  of  might — 

A  frame-work  each  for  high  and  earnest  thought— 

Here  live  and  move  before  the  wondering  sight  I 
The  walk  by  self-denying  holy  Faith, 

With  sin  and  hell— the  stern,  victorious  strife, 

The  solemn  entrance  at  the  Gate  of  Death, 

The  pathway  leading  to  Immortal  Life,— 

All  pictured  here,  do  shadow  truth  sublime; 

Truth  to  be  hid  and  cherished  in  the  heart 
Through  every  period  of  Earth’s  changeful  time ; 

Oh,  happy  Union !  where  the  Painter’s  art 
To  Poetry  its  powerful  aid  has  given 
To  bid  us  hear  the  message  sent  from  Heaven ! 

The  Bunyan  Tableaux. — Much  has  been  said,  and  hardly 
too  much  can  be  said,  in  commendation  of  the  Bunyan  Tableaux; 
but  the  merits  of  Mr.  Greenwood  the  lecturer  have  been  (though 
not  designedly)  overlooked.  I  presume  there  are  few  to  equal, 
and  none  to  exceed  him  in  the  happy  talent  of  description  and 
rehearsal,  by  which  so  many  have  listened  with  attention,  gazed 
with  pleasure,  and  we  doubt  not  have  profited  by  this  exhibtion. 
The  artists  having  done  faithfully  their  part:  the  lecturer  has 
not  been  deficient;  and  although  a  large  audience  may  be  more 
desirable,  he  can  not  be  ignorant  of  his  own  abilities  to  attract 
and  interest  them,  for  which  he  should  share  in  both  the  profit 
and  the  praise. — South  Carolinian. 


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Pilgrims’  Progress. — The  exhibtion  of  the  glorious  Dreamer’s 
allegory  was  enjoyed  at  Hibernian  Hall  on  Saturday  afternoon; 
and  the  pleasure  of  witnessing  it  was  enlarged  by  the  presence 
of  about  130  of  the  Orphan  House  children,  with  their  shining 
happy  faces.  They  were  there,  it  is  understood,  by  Mr.  Green¬ 
wood’s  invitation.  By  his  peculiarly  happy  manner  he  drew 
the  eager  attention  of  his  little  guests  to  the  truths  which  the 
“Progress”  is  attended  to  illustrate;  and  in  a  feeling  and 
encouraging  address  showed  them  by  reference  to  his  own 
history,  that  God  is  indeed  the  Father  and  the  Friend  of  the 
Orphan.  On  the  whole  it  was  a  pleasant  re-union,  at  which 
memory  rekindled  the  star  which  blazed  in  the  youthful  breast 
of  one  who  is  now  an  old  man. — Charleston  Courier. 

We  would  heartily  recommend  at  least  one  visit  to  the  beauti¬ 
ful  Bunyan  Tableaux  of  the  “Pilgrim’s  Progress,”  now  on 
exhibition  every  night  at  Odd  Fellows’  Hall.  On  Saturday 
night  we  sat  by  an  excellent  ariist,  and  we  thoroughly  concurred 
with  him  in  his  high  commendation  of  this  splendid  work  of 
art.  Taken  as  a  whole,  it  is  by  far  the  finest  panorama  ever 
exhibited  here.  No  one  can  see  it  without  being  astonished  at 
the  wonderful  conceptions  of  genius,  and  without  having  his 
heart,  elevated  by  the  moral  beauty  of  the  pictures.  Mr.  Green¬ 
wood,  the  gentlemanly  exhibitor,  describes  the  various  striking 
points  on  the  glowing  canvas,  with  unaffected  emphasis,  clearness 
and  good  taste. — Richmond  Enquirer ,  Dec.  5,  1853. 

We  witnessed  last  evening,  for  the  first  time,  the  Bunyan 
Tableaux,  nowon  exhibition  at  Hibernian  Hall,  and  were  gratified 
to  find  the  scenic  beauties  therein  displayed  had  attracted  a  very 
large  auditory,  the  most  of  whom  were  ladies.  It  affords  us 
pleasure,  at  all  times,  to  notice  that  the  ladies  take  a  lively 
interest  in  the  Fine  Jlrts.  It  is  a  subject  not  only  suited  to  their 
delicate  taste,  but  is  well  calculated  to  inspire  in  their  minds  an 
ambitious  desire  to  wield,  with  eminence,  the  artistic  pencil. 
Those  who  are  already  in  the  study  of  this  art,  will  find  great 
advantage  from  a  single  visit;  while  citizens  generally  will  see 
much  to  admire  and  approve. 

The  above  magnificent  painting  was  executed  by  the  com¬ 
bined  talents  of  ten  distinguished  artists;  among  whom  may  be 
mentioned  Huntington,  Cropsey,  May,  Darley,  Duggan,  Kyle, 
Dallas,  Church,  whose  eminent  ability  requires  no  panegyric  at 
our  hands. 

The  talented  manager,  Mr.  Greenwood,  will  lecture  during 
the  movement  of  the  panorama,  and  clearly  explain  the  full  idea 
and  design  of  those  eminent  artists  in  their  efforts  to  present  to 
the  world  the  Pilgrim's  Progress. — Com. 


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